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Damn you, Bush, we're being blown up All because you didn't bone up On how much we'd hate you once you're here. Damn you, Bush, why can't you own up To the fact you're being shown up As a cowboy thrown by his bum steer. When a dummy hires a Rummy to do his dirty work And the Rummy proves to be an incompetent jerk, Ain't it a shame Terror's your game. Damn you, Bush, to us you're hopeless At fighting terror. Try playing Pope less. You're not infallible as you've proven here.
Music by Meyer & Kahn |